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I've seen your face |
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In every place |
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That I'll be goin' |
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I read your words |
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Like black hungry birds |
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Read every poem |
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Rise and fall |
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Spin and call |
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And my name |
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Is carnival |
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Sad music in the night |
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Sings a scream of light |
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Out of chorus |
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And voices you might hear |
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Appear and disappear |
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In the forest |
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Short and tall |
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Throw the ball |
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Let's play the game |
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Of carnival |
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Strings of yellow tears |
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Drip from black wire fears |
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In the meadow |
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And their white halos spin |
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With an anger that is thin |
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And turns to sorrow |
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King of all |
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Hear me call |
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Hear my name |
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Carnival |
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Here there is no law |
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Just the arcade's penny claw |
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Hanging empty |
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A painted laughing smile |
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And the turning of the style |
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I do not envy |
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King of all |
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Hear me call |
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Hear my name |
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Carnival |
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Colors fall |
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Throw the ball |
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Let's play the game |
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Carnival |
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Colors fall |
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Throw the ball |
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Let's play the game |
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Carnival |
